just a bunch of Shin Soukoku oneshots.

What would happen if Atsushi made a Groupchat? (lowercase intended) Uploads?- Hopefully 1 or more times a week Includes chuuya x reader (I will use them/they pronouns for reader) Started- June 15, 2022 Ended- TBD

ONGOING ✯ "Love me rough and let me fly." ✯ Everyone knows that feeling you get in the pit of your stomach when something is even just slightly off. Some could say it's like a sixth sense, others just call it instinct. You call it a gift. 25, born in Russia and CEO of a government owned finance company in Yokohama, you're relatively young for such a position. Your authority is always questioned, and after one minor slip up, you now have the police watching you closely; too closely for your own liking, especially when not many know about your ability. You prefer it that way. You've always been a sucker for power, and the constant criticism you receive with the need to be so careful has given you a craving for freedom...a craving too easily teased after you encounter a specific man - or maybe just a clown - for better or for worse. Especially when something about him feels so familiar, and the messy memories of your past in Russia begin to surface. They say one moment can change your life, but you never believed it until now...but the only question in your mind is: Who is he? What's waiting for you at the end of this riddle? ✯ Trigger warnings: I don't think anything specific but whatever you find in bsd could count. - I will be using female pronouns. - I update whenever I can. ✯ Your ability is based off of the real life Nikolai Gogol's dead souls novel (more or less). ✯ Disclaimer: I don't own the characters except for "you". The credit to the Bungou Stray Dogs world goes to the respective owners. The plot is all originally mine, however. ✯ Thank you to Mar (@marster_) for making this cover.

what if nakajima atsushi met dazai before the orphanage kicked him out, btw they are 18/19years old yes dazai didn't escape the port mafia in this book, also atsushi is an omega here while dazai is an alpha, and thank you whomever reading this bad book, and also the characters might be ooc

Atsushi works as a barista with Dazai, Ranpo, and Junichiro. Chuuya owns a wine shop just down the street. Chuuya is Dazai's ex. Dazai is also Atsushi's roommate and one day he leaves on one of his 'adventures' as he calls them. He doesn't come back for a while and this causes a whole chain of events to ensue, both good, bad, and complicated.

12 Days of Christmas with Dazatsu, Chuuatsu, Shin Shoukoku, and Chuuakuatsu

I don't see enough Dazushi fanfics so I just had to make one! ~ Dazai and Atsushi are sent to a crime scene to find out who the killer is to a recent murder case. They soon find out the truth behind the dead women... a couple plot twists later, that is.

You were mindlessly walking on the street as a normal day of your citizen life, and you had all you could hope for, despite your bad luck that came since birth and will stay to the day you die, you Live with your twin brother and he is basically the only one who isn't effected by your unlucky ability, his ability is Lucky, you two are perfect together but when separated bad things come. even luck itself brings bad luck afterwards. anyhow you were listening to music and your heart rate began to increase as you Crossed the road. it began to beat louder to the point it drowned out your music and you look to the left just to see that a silver car was heading towards you not stopping like the other cars. your life flashed before your eyes. you could've jumped away but stricken by fear of the wrong move held you. you stared like a deer in headlights as it came closer in a high speed. and suddenly arms wrapped around you and yanked you backwards.... to be continued ...

Yeah, I've been bored. So I made a One shot book! I'm taking requests!

'Twas noontide of summer, And mid-time of night; And stars, in their orbits, Shone pale, thro' the light Of the brighter, cold moon. 'Mid planets her slaves, Herself in the heavens, Her beam on the waves I gaz'd awhile On her cold smile; Too cold-too cold for me- There pass'd as a shroud, A fleecy cloud, And I turn'd away to thee, Proud Evening Star, In thy glory afar And dearer thy beam shall be; For joy to my heart Is the proud part Thou bearest in Heaven at night, And more I admire Thy distant fire, Than that colder, lowly light. - Evening Star, Edgar Allan Poe